On the screen, she sent the same sentence three times at three different times.
However, the other party did not respond.
Chinese New Year is just a week away. Old Chen, come home for the holidays.
There was still no response from the other party.
After taking a deep breath, Zhou Chunhua put away her phone and headed home.
Jiangdu Bridge.
Zhou Chunhua stopped and looked into the distance.
He laughed mockingly.
The last time she stood here was when she came with the intention of marrying Liao Nanxing.
But now everything has changed.
And she is no longer that naive girl who harbored feelings for love.
Looking back now, she finds it somewhat ridiculous that she was so foolish as to have gone to such lengths for love.
But that's life! If you make a mistake, you make a mistake!
She doesn't regret falling in love with a jerk, because it was through him that she received a little angel from heaven.
All of this was an unforgettable experience in her life.
A chilly river breeze swept in, and Zhou Chunhua shrank her neck.
Before the Lunar New Year, she also wanted to visit Aunt Lu.
Lu Ming's grave also needs to be cleaned up.
"Perfect timing! We can bring along Lu Ming's mother and some of his favorite wine and dishes. It'll be a way to celebrate the New Year with Lu Ming in advance."
She also plans to bring Lu's mother to her home this Chinese New Year so that she can celebrate with the children.
But just then, a strange yet familiar voice entered her ears on the cold wind.
"Spring Flowers?!"
Zhou Chunhua turned around and looked at him. Her originally relaxed brows instantly furrowed into a deep frown.
It's him!
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